see beyond that. The image of his naked body was burned in my brain, and it was all I could see.
Jagger looked in my direction, so I lifted my Kindle to block him from my view. The last thing I needed was for him to catch me looking at him. He had embarrassed me enough with those photos and videos.
Hmm...those videos.
I might not be able to look at him in person, but I could definitely look at the images he sent me without being obvious. Smiling to myself, I swiped my phone and brought up the first video. I was going to have my own private striptease.
“What are you looking at?” Dex asked, trying to peek at my phone.
I quickly turned it off and let it drop into my lap.
“Nothing really. Just some things I need to get for school.”
“Oh yeah, you’re going to that cooking school, right?”
The way he said it rubbed me the wrong way. Despite how nice he’d been the last few years, he reminded me of the prick he had been back when he and Jagger made my life hell.
“Culinary school. The culinary school as a matter of fact. The Culinary Institute of America.”
“Well, excuse me,” Dex said.
“Just leave her alone, man,” Jagger said as he tossed his towel aside. “Let’s get out of here. What about that girl from the party?”
“Who? Oh, Ginger? Whatever,” Dex shrugged and rolled his eyes. “I’m talking to Sierra.”
He leaned in closer to me and touched my hair. Dex was trying to get me to focus on him, but I couldn’t look at anything but Jagger. Jagger’s face hardened and he cracked his knuckles as he watched.
“You ever think of straightening your hair?” Dex said. “I bet you’d look hot then.”
“No, it’s too much work. I think I look fine the way it is.”
Dex leaned on the arm of my chair and rested his arm across the back. I didn’t know what was going on with him. Was he flirting with me? As I inched away from Dex, my phone buzzed with a text.
Jagger: Why don’t you go back inside?
Sierra: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
Jagger huffed as he looked at his phone. Guess he didn’t like my response. He came over and put his hand on Dex’s shoulder.
“Let’s go out,” Jagger said to Dex.
“Are you crazy?” Dex hissed through clenched teeth before turning to me with a smile. “What do you say, Sierra? You busy tonight? Let’s do something.”
Jagger’s body stiffened and his fists clenched. Was he jealous? Whatever was going on, I could tell that it would piss Jagger off even more if I said yes to Dex.
“Sure, Dex,” I said. “What do you want to do?”
Dex grinned. “We’re gonna have a little fun. Ouch! Lay off, dude.” He winced in pain from Jagger’s hand still on his shoulder.
“I really don’t think you should go out with Sierra,” Jagger said.
“What are you gonna do about it? Sierra can go out with whomever she wants. Right, sweetheart?”
“That’s right, I can,” I said.
“Then I’m coming along. You said Ginger had some friends. Make it a double date,” Jagger said.
“No fucking way,” Dex said. “I’m not dragging your hairy ass along on a date.” He got up and pushed Jagger back. “Sierra, I’ll pick you up at seven.”
Dex went out the gate and soon after, the roar of his engine starting filled the air. Jagger sat across from me, resting his elbows on his knees.
“I know you’re only doing this to piss me off,” he said.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said as I turned on my Kindle.
“I saw you, you’re not into him. You know what he wants, right? You know what kind of guy Dex is, right?”
“What are you talking about? It’s a date, we’re just going out. Deal with it. I don’t know why you’re acting like this.”
“You don’t?” Jagger looked annoyed as he got up and shook his head. “Can’t you just trust me? Stay home. If you want to go out, call Issy. Fuck it, I’ll take you out.”
“Yeah, because I want to go out with you,” I said. “Screw you, Jagger. I
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